Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Wang Quan was annoyed by the rules of the third world.

What a bunch of evil people! They even came up with all sorts of nonsense like the "Lord's Code" and illegal rebellion. They're truly disgusting.

He went up on the stage to perform a ritual, originally intending to use the "drowning" technique and, with the help of the five-colored altar, to amplify the "prophetic" spells in order to search for traces of the rebellious tree.

As a result, when he began the ritual, he suddenly had an epiphany, released more materials, set up a larger ritual on the altar, and then activated the fundamental law of "A Thought of the Past".

This technique is profound, possessing numerous effects such as the transformation of mountains and rivers, the changing of the sea into mulberry fields, traversing the sky and crossing boundaries, and the passage of time.

It also possesses extraordinary abilities such as crafting magical artifacts and swimming against the current to slay enemies.

However, the basic requirements for performing this technique are quite high.

However, the monarchy no longer needs to use this fundamental law to kill enemies, nor does it need to retroactively abolish the so-called "Lord's Code".

He activated this fundamental law, and his magical power burned wildly.

Ten thousand paths...

One hundred thousand ways...

Millions of paths.....

Fortunately, at the beginning of his arrival, he borrowed several hundred external magic pills, which enabled him to frantically replenish his magic power and maintain the basic operation of this fundamental law.

One breath...

Ten breaths...

Thirty breaths...

After expending a full five million units of magical power, Wang Quan took a step forward, guided by the clear principles of the fundamental law.

The next moment, the space around him distorted, and he vaguely saw hundreds of rays of light flowing around him.

Then, he appeared in a pitch-black space.

He saw evil beings weeping bitterly, and he saw Daoist cultivators extracting the marrow and scooping out the brains of these evil beings.

He watched all this, lost in thought, and felt a pang of pity.

Then, he spoke eloquently:

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He concluded, "Brothers, come with me, I'll take you to a new world where you can wreak havoc."

"We should be the most wicked of all, the most evil of all."

Then, under his eloquent and seductive words, many evils became overjoyed and prepared to follow him.

At this moment, some wicked voices asked, "Master, how do we board the great ship of the new world?"

Wang Quan had a flash of inspiration and seemed to realize something, saying, "The great tree of the new era has arrived."

"Climb up a big tree, and you will naturally transform into a big ship and step into a new era."

As he spoke, the space around him distorted, and he returned to the third layer of the world.

Just a few breaths after he returned to the third layer of the world, the giant tree burst through the air. The many evil beings were stunned for a moment, and then, as if they had gone mad, they climbed up the tree and turned into various threads that drifted in the wind.

Then there were evil spiders and the like, who wove silk threads and transformed them into a large banner.

最后:

All the evil within the entire attic climbed the flagpole like a relief, densely packed, and soared into the sky with the flagpole.

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The third layer of the world: The king's spell has ended.

When he finished casting the spell, he vaguely sensed that what he needed was approaching.

Just then, another small boat came hurtling in from afar.

On the small boat, a group of chubby, wicked men pointed at him, hurled insults, and denounced him for illegal rebellion.

The two-headed boy and others below were so angry that they jumped up and down and cursed loudly.

As the two exchanged insults, Wang Quan suddenly realized something and said, "Here it comes!"

What?

Both the two-headed boy and the evil on the small boat were stunned.

What's here?

They were completely baffled.

At that moment, a vortex began to swirl, and then a black spear, inlaid with countless reliefs, descended from the sky.

No, that's not a spear.

That was a large flag.

Whoosh!

The banner fell from the sky, one end resembling a spear, and easily pierced through the small boat.

Then, the flag swept up, instantly engulfing the bewildered evil forces, descending from the sky and heading straight for the royal power.

Wang Quan smiled, a smirk playing on his lips, as he reached for the flagpole.

But the next moment, he sensed something and casually waved to the two-headed boy.

"Come on, you help me carry this banner of rebellion."

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The two-headed boy was swept up by his magic and went up to the drooping flagpole.

He was a little confused and didn't understand: Why did the master suddenly summon me to heaven? And why did he bring out another big flag?

Before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt a sharp pain between his two heads.

Then, his spine cracked and popped.

Ah!

The two-headed boy screamed in agony, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, his body suddenly grew larger and thicker, and twelve pairs of wings sprouted from his back.

At that moment, a flood of information and insights surged through his mind. Then, he flapped his wings and roared to the sky: "I am the First Rebel King—the Yin-Yang Bird-Headed King!"

With a roar, one of his heads transformed into a beautiful face, while the other remained as a boy.

Meanwhile, the wings on his back were half pure white as snow and delicate as jade; the other half had turned into white bones, riddled with holes and leaking air.

Whoosh! Swish!

With its wings flapping, the two-headed... no, it should be the Yin-Yang Bird King, its arms crossed over its chest, its head bowed.

A black flag pierced the spine, fluttering and rustling in the wind.

At this moment, he was no longer the person he used to be.

Whoops!

With the black flag waving, dozens of evil creatures on the small boat fell to the ground.

Upon seeing the Yin-Yang Bird-Headed King, they sensed something and cried out, "Greetings, Your Majesty, Bird-Headed King!"

At this moment, Wang Quan also felt something.

A thought struck him, and he stamped his foot.

call out!

Amidst the smog of the Seventy-Two Roads, a plume of dust flew out and clung to the black flag.

The smoke and dust stretched out like a spider web, finally penetrating the bird-headed king's body and emerging from his feet, transforming into a black cloud with eyes, a mouth, and arms, wielding black lightning.

Whoops!

The Bird-Headed King flapped its wings, looking bewildered, and said, "Master... what's wrong with me?"

"Moreover, I have wings, so I don't need the smoke and clouds bestowed by the master."

Wang Quan now understood everything. He laughed heartily, patted the bird-headed king's head, and said, "My smoke and clouds need to be refined by the rebel king."

"When you die, this cloud of smoke will be considered successfully crafted."

"From now on, rebel well, try to die sooner, and refine this smoke and clouds as soon as possible."

"I still have a very important use for you, sir!"

Bird-Head King blinked, feeling somewhat uncomfortable: "Yes, sir."

"But I don't want to die!"

Wang Quan slapped him on the head: "If you don't want to die, find more henchmen to protect you!"

Bird-Head King suddenly realized: "That makes sense!"

"As long as I have enough underlings, I won't die."

He shook his body and thrashed the three-headed serpent, as if beating a drum to summon many evils.

As a result, when the local evil forces saw that he had really raised the banner of rebellion and was really going to rebel and use them as cannon fodder, they immediately panicked and refused to agree no matter what.

Bird-Head King sneered, twisting his body left and right, causing the flagpole to sway, and one after another evil head fell to the ground amidst billowing black smoke.

This group of evil people, imprisoned for a very long time and deceived by the royal power, are thinking only of rebellion.

Upon seeing the evil resisting and rebelling, they flew into a rage: "You bastards, if you don't rebel and become cannon fodder, how can we enjoy ourselves in this new world?"

"Go, eat them!"

Whoosh!

A group of evil beings from the second layer of the world, carrying billowing black smoke and resentment, rushed towards the natives of the third layer of the world.